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The longer Alexander spent at the dance, sneaking glances at the entrance as he leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, the more concerned he became. Where was the other boil? It really was not like him to be late at all, and they had both agreed that they should attend.

He really hoped it was just something small that was keeping his bonded behind, and not something terrible. After a few more moments thought on the matter, he finally pulled out his eyephone to send him a text, though he wasn't even sure if Yin kept his phone on him.

Mathias was not too overly concerned that his "date" had not arrived yet, especially since she had given him the courtesy of a text to explain that she would not be on time. What was rather disconcerting was the way people kept running into him, claiming to have not seen him standing there, stepping on the toes of his boots, inadvertently jostling him. The dark was not effecting him as it was so many other people (he refused to believe it was his height) his natural ability allowing him to see as if it were as clear as daytime, though with many things glowing too bright around him, which was more than a little distracting.

Eventually, his phone buzzed again, and he pulled it out to read the message.

Oh. Oh dear horrible everything. He looked at the picture that was sent and actually shuddered. She was probably going to be the brightest thing in this room! Easy to spot, but ultimately hard on the eyes...unless he focused on the parts of her that weren't covered, which even in photo form had him blushing.

Biting down on one side of his lip, he sighed, and put his phone away once more. There were no signs of Dirge or Jove as of yet, and despite the fact that his date was basically a beacon, he decided it would only be polite to find her.

It took him probably less than 5 seconds to spot her, but several more (see minutes) to wind his way through the crowd and get to her.

"Good evening." He smiled, trying his best to smooth his features so that he was not frowning, his lips twitched up into a small smile as he gave her a polite bow, eyes staying locked on hers as if to prove that he could (while in his mind he focused on what Jove looked like in a dress because that always seemed to help). "You are looking very um...bright. Is good, nah?" He didn't know if maybe she had been going for that look. Best to assume that she had been.

"Vould like to get drink maybe, or find seat?" He had to practically shout to be heard over the music, and to his credit, he was still looking directly at her.

It was the dance, and the tall Rakshasa was feeling a bit nervous about it. Before the day, he was trying to make sure that he was dressed right for it because it's his first event with Tavi. They're not just best friends. They're boilfriends now. Walking in to the dance, he felt him clinging to his arm and felt a few sparks from his excitement. While right now he's feeling a little upset in his stomach due to nerves, but he wanted to be here with him. He has to after seeing how cute he's dressed up.

At the squeeze, he looked down to see him and nods his head. "I'm good, don't worry . . ." The boil smiled softly at him, he lifts his hand up and pets down his spiky, charged hair down. "We just got here anyways, so lets have some fun. Okay?" He tugged his arm to pull Tavi along, wanting to ensure him that nothing is wrong even though he might not be able to keep some food in his stomach due to his nerves.

Titus had managed to stand quietly for all of a minute until Hel decided it was a good idea to pull on one of his suspenders. The elastic rang with a snap as it hit him in the lower back making him flinch forward like someone had lit his a** on fire.

"Candlejack! What the hell, Kidget?!" He rubbed at the area to help sooth away the sting, his brows furrowed in irritation.

In retaliation the demon reached toward the reaper to grab one of her suspenders while Hel was busy talking to Riyo. He snatched a bit of it right by her collarbone and pulled it taught before letting it go. "See how you like it."

Seiji gave an amused huff, one hand deep in his pocket, the other resting lightly on Junko's shoulder. "I'm usually all for your skirts, but it just would have been under foot, and I'm not going to risk the chance of ripping it." No way, no how.

Flicking his gaze up from the ghoul and out around them, there came a thoughtful tug of lips. "What do you want to do?"

Rosy glance around as she squeezes Spinar's hand. She was nervous to say the list, as this would be the first time she was actually at a dance with Spinar as his ghoulfriend. Looking over her attire, she turns her eyes back towards him as she chuckles "Are you sure I look alright?" she couldn't help but look around again, finding she actually like how everything look.

It was different, and it made her curious.

Stepping closer to Spinar, she slips her hand from his as she wraps it around his waist. Leaning in close, she spoke close to his ear so he would be able to hear her over the music "Dancing...or games?"

"I am avoiding physical contact." He told Mia curtly, as he weaved carefully back around in a lazy circle until he was floating in front of her. "My mistake for dressing as something that usually likes petting. My very large mistake."



And just then someone proved him right by touching him, and tugging on his sheet. He stiffened in mid air, and whipped around, preparing to remark with some scathing comment about how rude it was to simply touch people without permission, but no such remark came out. The perpetrator happened to be the only person who had full permission to touch him without permission.

He relaxed, and floated against Efflo, wrapping his arms and his sheet around the boil. "And I like your face." He actually liked Efflo's wings, but had no idea what he was dressed as. And he liked how the compliment actually sounded like a weird jab, so he grinned playfully and bobbed in the air. "I was wondering if I'd see you."